校门
作者:千山阅
校门一直在这儿
上学进去,毕业出来。
校门一直在这儿,
变的是岁月,
不变的是一张张稚气年少的脸!
校门一直在这儿,
十年,二十年,三十年------
孩子的孩子的孩子,
依然朝气蓬勃,青春飞扬,笑容灿烂!
校门一直在这儿,
站成了数十年如一日的值班老人!
满头白发的老师啊,看!
您的头顶掀起了寒潮冷风
突如其来的大雪——
一眨眼就覆盖了整个校园、乡镇和山村!
操场上,打雪仗,
欢笑声像春雷震开了
谁家、何人冰封已久的心门?
也许有一天我们终将离去,
校门却一直在这儿,
永远守护着精神的家园、文明的火炬!
英语版:
The School Gate
The school gate is here all the time,
Go into it when learning,
Come out of it when graduating.
The school gate is here all the time,
What has changed are years,
What has not changed are childish and young faces!
The school gate is here all the time,
Ten years, twenty years, thirty years------
The children’s children’s children are
Still full of flying youth, exhaustless vigor and bright smile!
The school gate is here all the time,
Standing like an old man on duty!
Please look, our beloved white-haired teachers!
On your heads are blowing and swirling the cold snap and wind,
A sudden and heavy snow in a wink
Covers the whole campus, the cities and countryside!
On the playground takes place a snowball fight,
Which family’s door of frozen heart has been
shaken and opened
By the playing laughter of joy sounding like the spring thunder?
Perhaps some day all of us will be gone,
But the school gate has been here,
Guarding and watching the spiritual home and
the torch of civilization!
作者:千山阅
校门一直在这儿
上学进去,毕业出来。
校门一直在这儿,
变的是岁月,
不变的是一张张稚气年少的脸!
校门一直在这儿,
十年,二十年,三十年------
孩子的孩子的孩子,
依然朝气蓬勃,青春飞扬,笑容灿烂!
校门一直在这儿,
站成了数十年如一日的值班老人!
满头白发的老师啊,看!
您的头顶掀起了寒潮冷风
突如其来的大雪——
一眨眼就覆盖了整个校园、乡镇和山村!
操场上,打雪仗,
欢笑声像春雷震开了
谁家、何人冰封已久的心门?
也许有一天我们终将离去,
校门却一直在这儿,
永远守护着精神的家园、文明的火炬!
英语版:
The School Gate
The school gate is here all the time,
Go into it when learning,
Come out of it when graduating.
The school gate is here all the time,
What has changed are years,
What has not changed are childish and young faces!
The school gate is here all the time,
Ten years, twenty years, thirty years------
The children’s children’s children are
Still full of flying youth, exhaustless vigor and bright smile!
The school gate is here all the time,
Standing like an old man on duty!
Please look, our beloved white-haired teachers!
On your heads are blowing and swirling the cold snap and wind,
A sudden and heavy snow in a wink
Covers the whole campus, the cities and countryside!
On the playground takes place a snowball fight,
Which family’s door of frozen heart has been
shaken and opened
By the playing laughter of joy sounding like the spring thunder?
Perhaps some day all of us will be gone,
But the school gate has been here,
Guarding and watching the spiritual home and
the torch of civilization!
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